Undies Stories

Pic of Kiana (fake name): https://i.imgur.com/eJWL1Yl.png To recap, at a party before my college's Undie Run, I lost my virginity to Kiana, a cute, sexy, slutty sorority girl from my math class. I later found out she had a boyfriend, but that didn't stop her from fingering herself with my hand and asking me to follow her to the bathroom during class the next day. This girl was something else.   I was walking down the hall...

Pic of Kiana (fake name): To recap, at a party before my college's Undie Run, I lost my virginity to Kiana, a cute, sexy, slutty sorority girl whom I'd been jerking off to for three years. The night is honestly a drunken blur, but I do remember the feeling of pulling out of her and unloading all over her perfect tits. It may have been the greatest night of my life. But, I also remember rejoining the party later and eagerl...

I was a college senior, and still a virgin. Which was depressing considering I went to a school nationally ranked for the hottest girls of any university. It was overwhelming. Wherever I walked on campus, I would see the most beautiful young women you could imagine. They were everywhere. Blondes, brunettes, everything. And as greek life was huge at my school, they were all in sororities, so they always wore clothes that s...

Tom was an old friend of mine. He has deep blue eyes and had bright blond, fluffy hair that darkened as we got older. He was beautiful, a Simpsons loving geek and my closest friend. As time went on my thoughts of him would involve a lot more nudity... And rubbing! The fuzzy, warm feeling in my chest and the tightening feeling in my pants helped me realise I wasn't straight. But he was. And I'd learn that this can put a st...

Chapter Two It was now early Sunday afternoon the day after my first sexual encounter with another man since my marriage to Doug. I was alone in my thoughts, lounging at our pool, reliving the intimacy I had with Frank the night before. My husband was out doing errands and picking up our two boys whom we had left with my mother the night before. Wild thoughts were rushing through my mind. What was I doing? Should I go out...

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” she blurted out. Here I was caught in the act, without anything close to an excuse. She stood in the doorway with that stone faced expression of hers that let me know I was in major trouble. There was no explaining away the facts that I was lying on the bed with a pair of dark pink nylon panties on, not only looking at pornography but writing it too! What was there to explai...